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Description
It sounds like a hangover diary after a night of excessive partying. Between the lines, there is resentment over betrayal, jealousy of parties and smoke, and fatigue from endless ‘see you tomorrows.’ Strangers' smiles, phone calls and temptations flash by, but instead of romance, all that remains is an empty bed and a repetitive chorus, like a mantra for those who try to drown their hearts in alcohol and the noise of clubs.
Rough honesty, a bit of self-irony, and that very vulnerability that always hides behind loud music and the phrase ‘ya no me hables’.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sé que debería entender
Que yo al final iba perder
Pero por pendejo, otra vez lo intenté
Que desmadre me provocaste, bebé
Se fue todo y ni sé por qué
Si tú fuiste la unica mujer
Me cambiaste por unas champañas, por fiestas y las desveladas
Las putas me llaman
No quieren mi lana, solo quieren coger
Todas quieren mi cama
Hay fila hasta mañana
Ya no me hables, bebé
Cuando me decías que tú me amabas
Llorando vienes con otras mamadas
Me dices que machín me extrañas
Pero preferiste la vagancia
Otra cama y otra piel
¿Por qué no dejas de chingar, bebé?
Dejé el humo de la marihuana
Ahora me pierdo entre la lavada
Las putas me llaman
No me cobran nada, solo quieren coger
Todas quieren mi cama
Hay fila hasta mañana
Ya no me hables, bebé
Las putas me llaman
No quieren mi lana, solo quieren coger
Todas quieren mi cama
Hay fila hasta mañana
Ya no me hables, bebé
English translation
I know I should understand
That in the end I was going to lose
But because I was stupid, I tried again
What a mess you caused me, baby
Everything is gone and I don't even know why
If you were the only woman
You changed me for some champagnes, for parties and late nights
Whores call me
They don't want my wool, they just want to fuck
They all want my bed
There is a line until tomorrow
Don't talk to me anymore, baby
When you told me that you loved me
Crying you come with other blowjobs
You tell me that you miss me
But you preferred laziness
Another bed and another skin
Why don't you stop fucking around, baby?
I gave up marijuana smoke
Now I get lost in the laundry
Whores call me
They don't charge me anything, they just want to fuck
They all want my bed
There is a line until tomorrow
Don't talk to me anymore, baby
Whores call me
They don't want my wool, they just want to fuck
They all want my bed
There is a line until tomorrow
Don't talk to me anymore, baby